June 2012
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grenadierfifer:
Last exam is coming on Tuesday, almost everyone from my family is going somewhere on holiday, I caught gastric flu, I have a seller for my sailboat for the second time to meet and I have a commission to do…
I just love how can all the things accumulate into 3 days. All so sudden!
Blaaghr srsly
C’mere, let me give you a hug :c (Only not a very tight and long one...
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That lovely moment
…when you enter a shop to buy a postcard and get out a half hour later, having befriended the shopkeeper in a mix of stammering-from-happy English and bad German, been asked if you are of Prussian ancestry, and with a bag full of Trollenzollern goodies.
Now I can take a football cup night with a much lighter heart.
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Recalibrate your statistics: A Brief History on... →
nerdquirks:
Back in the days when books were made with handmade paper, deckled edges were regarded as an imperfection in the paper and bookmaking process, and all edges were cut cleanly.
Around the late 1800s, though, books with rough edges became popular. People appreciated the look…
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Fripperies and Fobs: Once and for all... →
fripperiesandfobs:
Once and for all…
I seldom browse era tags on tumblr because I get a very great desire to reblog every mislabeled post and scream at the OP. But that would be overly aggressive, and if I’m going to be aggressive, I’d rather be passive-aggressive. Anyway, hopefully if I tag this with every conceivable era people might see it and learn something. Cause knowledge is power! Or,...
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It was a misty wet evening near Alexanderplatz
…then a charming little thing happened: I threw an empty box of noodles in the garbage can and strolled down to the Marienkirche, where I saw a portal open and the golden lights of the chandeliers inside. I peered in at the doorstep and heard an organ play - there was a sign at the entrance that read there was an organ exam tonight, with CPE Bach, Buxtehude and good company in the program....
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“Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.”
– Anton Chekhov (via nymaeriawrites)
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Le Roi de Prusse est mort
…mironton mironton mirontaine, le Roi de Prusse est mort, est mort et enterré.
I hummed this to myself in front of Frederick’s grave on the windswept terrace of Sanssouci and let me tell you, I’m not entirely sure it was only the wind that brought tears to my eyes.
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Bendlerblock.
I wasn’t even trying to go there. It was raining hard, my feet hurt, my umbrella looked like a full windblown spinnaker sail and just as near-unmanageable, I had already walked from the Brandenburger Tor to the Siegessäule all the way… and then Stauffenbergstraße. And sun and no rain anymore as I stared at the very place where Beck, Olbricht, Merz von Quirnheim, Haeften and...
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lesoldatmort said: Oh my this sounds like you have just awesome time there 8D i understand that part with talking to monuments |D
Moltke’s statue by the Siegessäule agreed with me that the weather today was terrible; and I had an umbrella at least, he could only rely on his officer’s cap! :O
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The Right Writing: Ten writer moments →
shannahmcgill:
1. That moment when you have a large, complex idea that you want to tell everybody, but you know nobody is going to want to listen to you ramble about your story for two hours.
2. That moment when as you actually type the words, you realize that the story isn’t matching up with your awesome…
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It started as a SNAFU
Then today evolved into a best day ever kind of scenario.
Two fascinating things I learnt today about myself and my place in the world: eins, I talk to monuments like they were living people; zwei, travelling abroad to see places relevant to your interest and meet people who share your passions and talk about getting the words “You can never get enough gay Hohenzollerns in your life”...
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Über Helden und Gräber
Garnisonfriedhof. Final resting place of L.A.W. von Lützow, Friedrich de la Motte Fouqué, 198 unknown Berliners killed in the spring of 1945, and two Italians dead in the course of the second world war in unspecified circumstnces.
I was there today and there were feelings and cigarettes on the ground by the bench.
Then I went to kill my feet at the Museeninsel for about nine hours non stop and...
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Schloss Charlottenburg
The bad side: received a call from Italy, by the company where I might be doing an internship, right when I was inside the palace and in the room with the most unfriendly, not English speaking security guard in the entire floor. Thank God I never set any embarrassing military tune as the ringtone.
The good side: everything else. Feelings on the divine right of kings (and realisation I am quite...
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revwarheart:
“Oh, What A Charming Thing’s A...
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First impression of Berlin:
OMFG CAN THIS PLACE SCREAM “DER ALTE FRITZ, BITCHES!” ANY LOUDER?
I also had a few melancholic 1945 to Cold War feelings, but that’s a story for another post.
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lesoldatmort hat auf deinen Eintrag geantwortet: That bizarre moment when you’re leaving in less…
Mmm watercolor paper… ohyes… you’re so *touch-touch* oh wait Berlin! XD
Fun fact: the one I’ve been using recently comes from London. I CAN HAZ INTERNASHUNAL PAYPERZ, HURR!
